The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
She's taking it down in cap-size increments
She'll have one more, take her medicine
She hopes for some more and soon she will pray
Today's tomorrow, tomorrow's today
She ties, ties, ties herself in knots
And she's down at the bar, taking some shots
And one leads to four, and four leads to five
She's numbing herself 'till I'm not alive
I pamper myself with a couple more
Oh the streetcars sound like the waves on the shore
The traffic tide pulls me slowly away
Today's tomorrow, tomorrow's today
And I won't be coming down, I'm busy mending my broken heart
I lie, I lie, I lie, you don't need to start
I dumbed myself down, thinking it's smart
We're better off alone and apart
I was wrong
You were wrong
In each other's eyes
I was right
And oh, you were right
In our own minds
I stare at the bottles with cancelled eyes
The drunks, the dogs, and the children have truth in their lies
I'd hope one would come and show me the way
Today's tomorrow, tomorrow's today
I'm stumbling home gonna pay the price
I'll try not to be cold, I'm gonna make it nice
But I poured my heart out with the bottle I've filled
Walking home to you is always uphill
Today’s Tomorrow was written by The White Buffalo.
Today’s Tomorrow was produced by Bob Hurley & Peter King.